#mjsangel4

synopsis: michael has started to have to wear reading glasses and he hates it.

warnings: none

notes: just a quick thing i wrote bc i think michael in his glasses is my favorite!!

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you were finishing up your shower after a long eventful day with your husband. he had some time off so you two decided to spend the day doing your favorite things. the morning was spent lounging around the house in your pjs watching old movies. during the afternoon you went out shopping for new home decor. you loved shopping for decor with michael. he had the perfect eye for art and knew exactly where to put it in the large home. you and michael had been living in your home for about a year now, but were always finding new things to fill it with. the day ended with ordering takeout from one of your favorite restaurants continuing the movie marathon from earlier.

the bathroom smelt of a mixture of lavender and vanilla. once stepping out you got dressed in one of michael’s t-shirts and slid on your slippers from your honeymoon. engraved on the top was “mrs”. you smiled at the realization for the thousandth time that you two were now husband and wife. closing the bathroom door quietly your eyes landed on your husband in the bed. he was up reading one of his many novels. sitting on his nose were his reading glasses. michael was very embarrassed wearing them around you. as he got older he needed them more often and it was frustrating for him. he didn’t felt attractive in them and he always wanted to look his best for you. however, you thought he looked even more handsome if that was even possible.

he looked up from you and quickly removed the glasses from his face placing them on the nightstand. he let out a breathy laugh adjusting his position in the bed.

“hey baby! how was your shower?” he asks.

a soft smile was plastered on your face as you walked over to him. you climbed into the bed sliding down on his lap. he looked up at you with those beautiful brown eyes you loved so much.

“why do you keep trying to hide these things from me?” you ask.

he gave you a confused look but he understand what you were talking about. you grabbed the glasses from the nightstand and let them dangle from your fingers.

“baby you know how i feel about those things. they age me and i’m already getting old enough so they’re not really helping me out here”. he says.

“i know baby but you need them and that’s okay. when you don’t use them you’re just up all night squintin and i know all of that gives you a headache”. you say.

michael sighs and places both hands over his face. he lets out a deep laugh behind his hands. you grab both of his hands and kiss the palms of each. you then begin to pepper kisses all over his face making him laughing even louder and harder.

“you’re damn right about the headaches. just makes me insecure most of the time. we already have this age gap going on so i’m feelin like grandpa”. he says.

now it was your turn to laugh. the age gap between the two of you was around sixteen years. michael was a bit on the fence with such a large age gap. at the same time he knew that you were the only woman he could see himself with for the rest of his life. you on the other hand barely ever thought about the age gap.

“you’re perfect to me always no matter what you wear or what you look like. you don’t ever have to feel worried about anything when you’re with me. you’re my husband the man i love. you could wear damn bifocals and i’d still think you’re the most handsome man around”. you say.

michael smiles at you and gives you multiples kisses on your lips. you turn the glasses towards him with a warning look in his eyes signaling for him to put them on. he purses his lips and lets out a deep sigh. he grabs the glasses from you and slides them on his face. his head was facing down not daring to meet your eyes. you lightly place your finger to his chin raising his gaze. you gave him a toothy grin and his cheeks began to turn red.

“you really do have a way with words angel you know that? ”. he says.

“i try my best baby. now tell me more about what you’re reading!” you say grabbing the book.

synopsis: it’s michael’s 44th birthday and you want him to feel special

warnings: slight mention of case and crying

notes: this one is more lengthy bc i get so emotional thinking about what he was going through mentally during this time (i’m not crying you are).

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today was michael's 44th birthday, and you wanted to make it as special as you possibly could. the past several months had been unimaginably hard on him with the allegations and ongoing trial hanging over his head. the stress had slowly chipped away at him, leaving him quieter than you'd ever known him to be. lately, he spent most of his time alone, disappearing into another room or wandering off somewhere in the house just to be by himself. you knew it wasn't because of you.

he was simply trying to carry the weight of everything the only way he knew how. most nights, the two of you would lie in bed watching whatever movie happened to be on, the silence between you louder than the television. michael felt guilty for how much he'd withdrawn, admitting more than once that he hated how much he was shutting you out. every time, you reassured him that you understood and that you weren't going anywhere. whenever he was ready, you'd still be there waiting for him.

the clock read 7:35 p.m., and you knew michael would be home from his parents' house any minute. he had dropped the kids off there so the two of you could spend his birthday alone together. you had told him you were staying behind to tidy up the house a bit, but in reality, you'd been busy putting together a little surprise for him. the living room was decorated with gold balloons spelling out happy birthday, while matching balloons were scattered across the floor.

the coffee table was covered with all of his favorite snacks, a record played softly in the background, and sitting in the center was his birthday cake with large number 44 candles waiting to be lit. in the distance, you heard the front door creak open followed by the familiar sound of michael setting his keys down. your heart raced as you reached for the lighter on the table and carefully lit each candle before he walked into the room.

“baby I’m back. you should’ve seen paris, she was such a trip I-”. michael says and then pauses.

“happy birthday angel!” you say with a large grin.

michael stood in the doorway of the living room scanning the room and then put his hand over his mouth. he shook his head and removed his hand from his mouth and placed both over his face. you picked up the cake slowly walking over to him singing happy birthday. the candles lit up his face and you saw tears forming in his eyes. michael stared at you through the fire with glossy eyes.

“make a wish”. you whisper.

michael closed his eyes for a moment, as tears slipped down his cheeks before he took a shaky breath and blew out the two candles. the tiny flames flickered before disappearing, leaving the room lit only by the warm glow of the lights around you. you lowered the cake and pressed a soft kiss to his lips before the two of you made your way over to the couch. carefully, you set the cake back in its original spot on the coffee table.

before you could even sit down, michael wrapped his arms tightly around you. you immediately melted into his embrace, your arms circling his waist as he rested his chin on top of your head. quiet sobs shook his body while you gently rubbed your hands up and down his back, silently trying to soothe him through the overwhelming emotions. after a long moment, he finally pulled away, letting out a shaky breath. a small, shy smile found its way onto his lips, his eyes still glistening with tears.

“you didn’t have to do this for me, pretty girl. i would’ve been perfectly fine just spending the night in bed doing nothing with you”. he says with a sniffle.

“michael you deserve this, things have been at such a high. i wanted to remind you how loved and how special you are to me, you’re my husband”. you say.

tears began to stream down his cheeks again as you two held each other's gaze. you grabbed his hand leading him to the couch. micahel took a seat and pulled you onto his lap, thumb rubbing your waist.

“i am your husband and i’ve been so disconnected from you and the kids and it makes me feel so ashamed. i don’t mean to isolate myself. i just don’t know what to do with my emotions and i don't want to come around and kill the mood sulking around. you say i deserve this but I don't. this is for a man who is present in his wife and children’s lives”. he says.

his sobs only grew louder as you shifted until you were straddling his lap, wrapping your arms tightly around him. without a word, he buried his face into the crook of your neck, holding onto you like you were the only thing keeping him together. you held him close, gently running your fingers through his hair as he let every emotion he had been bottling up finally spill out. your own eyes began to burn, tears slipping down your cheeks as you cried with him. the two of you stayed like that, wrapped in each other's arms while months of built up emotions finally ran their course. it hurt so much to watch Michael beat himself up like this.

he deserved so much more than the guilt he carried. he deserved happiness, peace, and every good thing life had to offer. more than anything, you wanted him to feel as loved and as worthy as he truly was. michael had always been so hard on himself. he was always the first to criticize himself. yet when it came to you and your children, he poured nothing but love into your lives. he made sure each of you knew how deeply loved, appreciated, and cherished you were every single day.

you wished more than anything that he could see himself through your eyes, even if only for a day. maybe then he would finally understand just how much he meant to the three of you. maybe then he would see the incredible man you saw every day, the man who loved his family with everything he had and never failed to make you feel safe, adored, and valued. in your eyes, there could never be a better husband or father than michael, and there never would be.

“baby I hate that you speak so low of yourself. you are such a blessing to us and no matter how many lies the filthy tabloids spew out about you, it’s never going to be true. we as your family know that you are the complete opposite of anything they could ever make up. i know things have been hard for you lately, don't blame yourself. you deserve to have your time away to process what’s going on. i just want you to always know that i’m here for you whenever you’re ready. there’s so many more people in the world that love and adore you compared to the people who are speaking negatively of you. i love you okay and i always will you’re perfect to me. remember that, always perfect to me”. you say.

synopsis: michael wants to try something new

warnings: mdni, dirty talk, cursing, smut w/ minor plot, oral f! receiving

notes: really enjoy writing this one enjoy!!

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you and michael were probably on your tenth makeout of the day. you two had been running around town doing interviews and press releases. all the two of you wanted was to get your hands on each other. every time the two of you would get close to full alone time, someone would come an interrupt. you both were filled with sexual frustration and it just continued to get worse.

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when you finally got home both of your lips were quick on each others. you slipped off your heels tripping over michael’s feet. his large hands gripped your waist making sure you didn’t fall. michael left numerous wet kisses down your neck and his hands had a tight grip in your hair.

you felt the wetness in your underwear growing and you needed him now. you pulled away from the kissing doing a quick jog to the living room. michael was hot on your heels and his eyes watching your waist.

you pulled your shirt over your head and quickly unbuttoned your jeans. michael followed your actions removing his clothes. once again your lips crashed onto each other while michael gently pushed you onto the couch.

“can’t wait to touch my girl. just been thinkin about bein inside you all day. you had me so hard it’s so hard to focus”. he whispers in your ear.

“it’s been so hard trying to keep myself together. i almost touched myself waiting for you baby”. you say against his lips.

michael’s hands were placed on both sides of your head. you grabbed one and slid it down inside your underwear. you both gasped at the feeling of his fingers on you. he slide his slender middle finger up and down your slit slowly. you bit your lip instantly shutting your eyes. a soft moan escaped your lips as michael kept his slow pace.

“you feel that michael? i’ve been so needy all day”. you say.

michael groans and whispers how dirty your words were. he uses his knee to spread your legs wider. he begins rubbing your clit with two fingers and your moans began to grow louder. he takes his fingers away and slides them inside of you. michael gasps as he realizes how wet you truly were.

“oh angel all of this for me? you just sittin around being my pretty girl soakin like this?” he asks.

you nod your head as his pace quickens inside of you. the living room echoed with the sloshing sound of your pussy. you bucked your hips trying to get michael to go faster. in response he slips his fingers out. your eyes pop open as the loss of his fingers makes you ache even more. michael places a sloppy kiss on your lips.

“i want to try something baby”. he says.

you give me a puzzled looking signaling for him to continue.

“i heard about this from some of the guys and wanted to see what the hype was about. would you want to try sitting on my face?” he asks.

you felt your face rush with heat as michael gave you a sneaky grin. you and michael were always open to trying to new things. for some reason the idea of this made you nervous. you couldn’t particularly pinpoint what about it was causing you to have some nerves. you loved when michael ate you out, so what’s there to be scared of? after a moment of hesitation you nodded slowly.

“are you sure baby? i want you to enjoy yourself. if you don’t like it we can stop”. he says.

“no mike it’s okay, i’m ready”. you say.

michael checked your face once again to catch if there was any hint of doubt in your face. to confirm your decision you sat up pushing him down on the other side of the couch. you straddled his waist as his pushed his hips up rubbing his length against your soaked core. his large hands gave your ass a squeeze as his slid your underwear down your legs. you climbed up his body until your pussy was right above his lips. he raised his hips to slide out of his underwear. he stroked himself lightly as he kissed your inner thighs. a shiver ran through your body.

“okay lower yourself angel please. i just want to taste you”. he says.

you let out a shaky breath as you began lowering down onto his eager tongue. he began to give your clit multiple licks and you jerked your hips up. michael’s large hands had a tight grip on your thighs bringing you back down. again he began his assault on your clit and your moans turned into sobs. his tongue made figure eight’s on your clit. you began to grind against his tongue riding his tongue. you had a tight grip in his hair and his hands snaked up to grab your breasts. his played with your nipples rolling each in between his fingers. he raised your hips some so he could place his tongue inside your dripping hole.

“fuck michael right there baby. oh my god you’re doing so good please don’t stop”. you say.

he moans at your praise and continues. he releases one hand from your thigh to begin stroking himself. you noticed this and swatted his hand away. you gave your hand a wet lick and leaned back replacing his hand with yours, still keeping your eyes on the view under you. michael’s hips bucked up into your hand meeting your strokes.

“oh my god angel keep going just like that. show me how good i’m making you feel fuck”. michael says muffled against your pussy.

your hand continued to work michael twisting your wrist just the way he liked. you felt his body shudder under yours. his continuous moans leaving his mouth sent vibrations to your clit. michaels face was soaked with your juices and when you tightened your grip on his hair his eyes met yours. it was something about the way he looked under you that made your stomach tighten. you removed your hand from michael’s length and folded over resting both hands on the armrest.

“i’m gonna cum baby i can’t take it anymore”. you whine staring into his eyes.

“give me what i want baby go ahead. i’m so fucking close too”. he says.

he began stroking himself gasping as he continued flicking his tongue against you. with one more final lick a scream released from the back of your throat. as he lapped you up, his hand began pumping faster chasing his release. you slightly angled your hips away from his mouth as the aftershocks hit you.

he let out a deep “fuck” as spurts of his cum landed over his torso. you balanced yourself on one leg hanging of the couch as the two of you caught your breath. you carefully climbed off and brought yourself in between his legs to lick the cum off of his torso. he watched you in awe mouth agape. his body jerked as you gave him one long lick against his shaft. you brought your lips to his giving him a long kiss. you pulled away with a large smile.

“was it worth it?” he asks rubbing his thumb across your jaw.

synopsis: you’ve been in a secret with michael for a few months. you decided to surpass him with a sweet gesture. inspired by the vid of him meeting the fan with the bellybutton piercing!

warnings: mdni, oral f! receiving, p! in v!, unprotected sex, dirty talk, fingering, swearing

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you looked over your appearance in the mirror for the hundredth time. in her mind you were currently battling if you should wear your hair up or down. you groaned loudly and shook your head while laughing at yourself. whenever there was plans to meet michael, your body was buzzing with anxiety. michael had left you a voicemail saying to be ready for bill to pick you up at 1:30pm. he didn’t go into much detail about the plans he had made for the two of them. michael wanted you to dress casual which was unusual. usually she would pull out one of her best outfits or he would deliver a beautiful dress to her front door. today she decided to wear a simple black tracksuit. the jacket was a bit cropped and your bellybutton ring shimmered in the light.

your normal flower piercing was changed to a pink diamond ‘m’. when you picked it up from the jeweler, you knew it would drive michael crazy. whenever they had sex he loved grazing his tongue against it.

“love ‘m baby’s pretty flower”. he’d whisper against your skin.

the mental image of michael kissing down your stomach to the place you needed most made your body heat up. you were dragged out of your thoughts by a knock at the door. the clock beside your bed sat right at 1:30pm. bill had never been late a day in his life picking you up. sometimes he’d even come early. you scrambled out of your room grabbing your purse by the front door. you swung the door open and met bill with a smile.

“good afternoon! are you ready to head out?” he asks extending an arm.

“yes of course”. you say attaching your arm to his.

you closed to the door and head to your usual black suv. then the two were off to pick up michael.

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the suv pulled into a parking garage and came to a stop. you were picking up michael from the filming of his scream music video. you had never been on set or even near it. even though you physically weren’t out of the car, the idea of being around all of michael’s colleagues made you nervous. you chewed on your bottom lip staring out the window. the two of you have been seeing each other for around 3 months now. it honestly felt longer than that. at first it was just hookups at your apartment. then it turned into dates and sleepovers at his house. the lines were blurred on what your relationship was. you both didn’t feel to much pressure to put a label on it, you were just enjoying each others company.

the door next to you flew open and michael climbed in seat with bill closing the door behind him. michael was wearing a black sweater with dark leather pants. he supported his usual black aviators and his hair in a low ponytail. your breath hitched at the sight of him and you felt her palms begin to sweat. he grabbed your hand and kissed from your knuckles up to your face. he showered you with kisses all over your face and you let out a loud giggle.

“hey you. you look beautiful today”. he says with a smile.

“thank you mister. you look handsome and i feel underdressed!” you say.

“oh don’t worry you look perfect in anything. i gotta get out of these clothes”. he says.

you scooted closer to him sliding his glasses off his face. you were met with those beautiful brown eyes you knew all too well. his bottom lip snuck in between his teeth as you two scanned each others face. michael’s eyes peered down at your lips and he grabbed your face. he began kissing you with such hunger you felt as if he was going to devour you. he unbuckled your seatbelt and pulled you onto his lap, never removing his lips from yours. bill turned up the radio and slid up the partition.

“we give him such a hard time”. you said with a giggle.

“he’s gotten use to it at this point”. he says.

michael’s hands traveled up your legs giving your ass a firm squeeze as she unzipped her jacket. your tank top under the jacket had risen and her bellybutton was exposed. the shimmer caught michael’s eye and he pulled away.

“i see you got me a gift baby”. he says.

“just a little something to show you how special you are to me”. you say.

his fingers danced against the piece of jewelry. you felt him twitch from under you and you dragged your hips against him. a deep groan left his throat while his eyes were still focused on the piercing. you kissed and sucked against his neck watching him. your hand was placed lightly against his neck and your lips slid up to his ear.

“i had to let everyone know who i belong to. they need to know that i’m all yours”. you whispered.

you slid your tongue against the shell of his ear and his body trembled at the action.

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once you two made it back to his home michael immediately unzipped your jacket and your pulled down her pants. you were laying there in just your panties with a wet displayed on the front of him. he undressed himself as his eyes watched yours. you laid there in awe at the man in front of you. no matter how many times you two had sex, you would always get nervous as if it was the first time.

“you’re staring.. makin me nervous”. he says with a giggle.

“come here. I need you mike”. you whispered.

instead of climbing on top of you, he went down on his knees and pulled you closer to the edge of the bed. michael began to place multiple kisses up your legs. when his face got closer to the place you needed him most he placed his mouth just above the wet spot that you were aching for him to touch. his breath was hot against the fabric and you began arching your hips up to his face.

“stop teasin mike”. you whined.

his head rose and he had such a sneaky smirk placed on his face. he placed his hands on your hips pushing your body back into the mattress. you groaned at the action but your groan was quickly replaced with a loud gasp. michael licked a long stripe against the front of your underwear. he moaned to himself as he did this multiple times. he was moving so slow that your body began to warm up with need and frustration. you both loved to tease each other but whenever he did it to you it drove you absolutely mad.

“michael baby I can’t wait any longer”. you whined.

“‘m baby so impatient. remember you said you’re mine so i’m gonna treat you like it”. he says.

he gave your thigh a light bite, before kissing up to the bellybutton piercing. he smiled to himself seeing it shimmer once again. his thumb rubbed hard circles against your clit while he kissed the area around your piercing.

“you don’t know what this does to me baby. my sweet sweet angel marking herself for me. making me her everything fuck”. he says muffled against your stomach.

he pulled your underwear down your legs and you sighed at the feeling of the cold air against you. he positioned his body slightly next to you so his head was in the crook of your neck. he drove his fingers deep inside you. you both moaned at the lewd and wet sounds that filled the room. you brought his face closer to yours as you moaned into his mouth. your clit now grinding against his rough palm. michael pulled away to watch his fingers inside of her but also to catch another glimpse of the piercing.

“baby i’m gonna cum shit”. you moaned.

your eyes were starting to sting with tears as your back arched off the bed. your fingers were gripping the sheets you felt as if you would rip them. michaels fingers moved faster and somehow felt deeper. your voice continued to get louder and you knew you would be hoarse by the end of the night.

“that’s my sweet girl. come on baby cum for me. only me baby come on”. he whispers in your ear.

you felt the knot in your stomach release and you let out a loud screech. in this moment you were both thankful nobody else was home. michael kept going and now tears were streaming down your face due to the overstimulation. your head was thrashing against the pillows trying to escape the overwhelming pleasure.

he pulled his fingers out of you slowly. he brought his fingers to your mouth and she sucked them as your breathing slowed down. he watched your face in awe. your makeup smudged under your eyes and your hair a mess. you looked so erotic and it was making him ache. michael used his other hand to wipe the smudged mascara from under your eyes.

“you think you can take me baby?” he whispered against your lips.

you gave him an eager nod and michael leaned back to angle himself at your entrance. it had been a couple of weeks since you’ve seen eachother so he took his time sliding inside of you.

your body was still sensitive and you could feel every inch and every vein of him. michael twitched inside of you and let out a deep groan.

“angel you’re so wet for me. squeezing me so tight”. he says moving slowly.

you both moaned in unison as he kept this slow rhythm inside of you. his hands came up to your breasts and gave them a tight squeeze as he held his mouth agape. michael brought his mouth to one of nipples trapping it in between his teeth. his tongue flipped and sucked against your sensitive nipple. you arched her back placing your hand against his head holding him there. michael’s other hands rolled your other nipple. you let out multiple whimpers while lightly pulling on his hair.

michael released your nipple with a pop and sit back up admiring your body. the sight of you was intoxicating and he felt as if he could cum just by staring at you. he rubbed his thumb across the piercing with a lazy smile on his face.

“like what you see?” you says in between moans.

“you know i do baby. i wish you could see yourself right now. lookin so dirty while i fuck you like this”. he says.

his thrusts sped up and he reached up lightly placing his hand on your throat. you turned your head so you could suck on his finger that was closest to your lips. you met his beautiful brown eyes. his eyebrows were furrowed and his mouth open as he watched you. michael placed his other thumb on you clit rubbing harsh circles on your sensitive clit. you moaned against his finger biting the tip of it. he looked down in between them watch him slide in and out of you.

“you’re soakin me baby. this perfect wet pussy i love it”. he groans.

“‘m always wet for you baby please keep fuckin me like that”. you say in between breaths.

your legs began to shake as his thrusts became faster his thumb never stopping its attack on your clit. he felt your pussy starting to squeeze his dick and he knew you were going to cum once again. michael leaned down kissing you as you moaned in his mouth. you pulled her face away looking down at the pleasure he was giving you and you let out a load groan.

“no show me that pretty face while you cum baby. let me see you”. he whispers.

you grabs both sides of his face eyes wide and mouth open as you cum all over him. michael felt himself twitch knowing his release was approaching.

“give it to me baby please michael i need it”. you whine.

“don’t make me pull out let me fill you up”. he says thrusts becoming sloppy.

you nod quickly wrapping your legs around his waist. he picks up your leg angling perfectly inside of your. his body stiffens as his eyes roll to the back of his head. he lets out a loud groan burying himself deep inside of you. michael rested his head on your shoulder as the aftershocks shook his body. you traced circles against his back as both of your breathing slowed down. your bodies felt slick due to the sweat, but you didn’t mind it at all.

he gave you multiple kisses on your collarbone and then lips before pulling out slowly.

“who would’ve known a piercing would make you this happy”. you say with a laugh.

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